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I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am
Had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them
But as for sister Sarah, you know she hasn't many
And if you knew her heart, she'd be grateful for any

Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor
Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor
A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty
Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity

We had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen
By the time she was sixteen years old she was taken
By the time she was eighteen, a son and a daughter
Sarah's almost twenty-nine, never had an offer

Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor
Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor
A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty
Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity

She never would be scoldin', she never would be jealous
Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse
He was there a spendin'. she'd be home a savin'
And I leave it up to you if she is not worth havin'

Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor
Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor
A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty
Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity

Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity
I had a sister Sally, she was younger than I am   Had so many sweethearts, she had to deny them   But as for sister Sarah, you know she hasn't many   And if you knew her heart, she'd be grateful for any      Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor   Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor   A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty   Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity      We had a sister Sally, she was ugly and misshapen   By the time she was sixteen years old she was taken   By the time she was eighteen, a son and a daughter   Sarah's almost twenty-nine, never had an offer      Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor   Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor   A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty   Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity      She never would be scoldin', she never would be jealous   Her husband would have money to go to the alehouse   He was there a spendin'. she'd be home a savin'   And I leave it up to you if she is not worth havin'      Come a landsman, a pinsman, a tinker or a tailor   Doctor, a lawyer, soldier or a sailor   A rich man, a poor man, a fool or a witty   Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity      Don't let her die an old maid but take her out of pity